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"You seek death!" Zhao Yang shouted, forcing the poison needle out and violently pushing back the five attackers. The Chaos of Divine Power in his hand pressed down towards the red-clad man, Zhao Min'er. However, Zhao Min'er's strange movement suddenly vanished, leaving behind an afterimage that caused Zhao Yang to miss his target entirely.
Zhao Yang's Enlightenment Realm spread out, sensing that Zhao Min'er was crawling towards him like a viper, wielding the Peerless Killing Sword which she swung directly at him.
Zhao Min'er retreated, transforming into another afterimage, her speed beyond reach. Her assassination techniques had far surpassed her peers.
"Since we're playing, let's play," Zhao Min'er's voice echoed eerily in Zhao Yang's ear.
A beam of light suddenly shot from Zhao Yang's eyes, and Zhao Min'er's scream pierced the air as a transparent hole appeared in her body. Amidst her cries, mysterious runes enveloped her, sending chills down the spines of those watching. In an instant, Zhao Min'er transformed into a puddle of pus and blood, crawling towards Zhao Yang! The pus and blood were devoid of any magical power and could not be subdued by force; the onlookers from the Zhao Family revealed sinister smiles.
Indeed, Zhao Min'er had cultivated an Evil Technique that rendered her gender ambiguous and difficult to discern. Yet, it must be said that her Evil Technique was incredibly troublesome; even those in the Tribulation Period found it nearly impossible to kill her. In her state of being a puddle of pus and blood, she was immune to any Cultivation Method attacks; blades and fists could hardly harm her at all—she could simply reassemble herself after being severed.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yang's arm began to turn a dark purple color under everyone's gaze as poison spread from his arm up to his neck, with veins bulging on his face!
"Zhao Yang, what happened? Don't scare me!" He Qing exclaimed in shock. Zhao Yang was her beloved child, and seeing him afflicted by a strange poison from the Cultivation world made her heart bleed.
"An underhanded attack from a despicable brat!" Zhao Tianlang's anger flared up as he prepared to strike down Zhao Min'er.
The Yinshan Five Elders would certainly not allow Zhao Tianlang to act freely; their faces lit up with delight as they reveled in the chaos.
Yutianzun raised his long brows and spoke, "This is just a family spar; there's no need for life or death."
Upon hearing this, the Yinshan Five Elders immediately countered, "Ancestor Zong, an outsider is bullying our Zhao Clan Imperial Family and coming here to provoke us. If we don't distinguish between life and death, won't that imply that our Zhao Family is easy to bully? What kind of imperial family would we be? We earnestly request Ancestor Zong to retract your command."
"Dad, I'm fine; there's no need to worry," Zhao Yang transmitted to the already-prepared Zhao Tianlang. He also addressed Yutianzun: "I humbly request Ancestor to allow me to settle this matter of life and death; otherwise, it would not be fitting for a man of the Zhao Family."
Hearing Zhao Yang's words as well, Yutianzun sighed and shook his head: "Enough is enough. In the Cultivation world, life and death are commonplace; I've long since come to terms with it. If you wish to settle this matter of life and death, then do so. The Zhao Family does not require another genius. However, after this incident, there shall be no further inquiries."
After Yutianzun finished speaking, he hunched over and walked into the main hall with a somewhat desolate figure. Having lived for two thousand years, all his friends and family had long since passed away. He truly did not care about the conflicts among the younger generation. Over two millennia, he had seen too many geniuses who ultimately returned to dust. He could already see that these two would inevitably end in a fight to the death; without such an outcome now, it might lead to even more tragedies in the future.
The sinister puddle of pus surged towards Zhao Yang like a blood python, ready to engulf him. Just inches away from him, a small white sheep suddenly appeared before everyone.
"Baa?" Little Sheep bleated in confusion as Zhao Yang boldly lifted his foot and stomped down hard.
The insides of Little Sheep splattered everywhere as its head was crushed flat beneath Zhao Yang's foot. To express his anger further, Zhao Yang twisted his right foot while standing on Little Sheep's head.
The other five young challengers were left dumbfounded, as Zhao Yang used his Chaos technique to hold them in place. He initially intended to crush them all, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it. It wasn't out of fear of the Yinshan Five Elders witnessing their clan's talents being wiped out; rather, he believed these individuals did not deserve death. Instead, he slammed them down hard, akin to crushing five Toads.
Blood poured from their mouths as they rolled their eyes back.
"It seems I've won. Let them go, and we will leave," Zhao Yang said, looking at the Yinshan Five Elders.
The Elders' eyes were dark and filled with resentment. The leader, Elder Yinshan, spoke coldly, "Release them."
Soon after, a Black-Clad Youth was dragged over from a distance, his body covered in rust and his eyes devoid of life.
"Can you still walk?" Zhao Yang asked.
"I won't die," the Black-Clad Youth replied wearily, clearly drained of True Qi and nearly devoid of life force.
"You've been poisoned with a deadly toxin; why would you still want to save me?" The youth glanced at Zhao Yang, a flicker of emotion crossing his face.
"Heh," Zhao Yang chuckled lightly. "The kind of poison that could kill me? I doubt it exists in the cultivation world."
Hearing the youth's words nearly made Ke Heqing faint; tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
At that moment, a small head poked out from Zhao Yang's embrace.
"What are you doing out here?" Zhao Yang scolded. The Ginseng Doll's appearance was nothing short of chaotic.
"If I don't save you now, the poison will seep into your marrow. At that point, you'll have no choice but to eat me to survive. I don't want to die," the Ginseng Doll said. Its roots began to dig into Zhao Yang's wound, and soon a large amount of black energy surged toward it. In no time, the black energy vanished, and Zhao Yang's complexion improved slightly, though he remained pale.
However, the Yinshan Five Elders watched this scene with keen interest. They exclaimed excitedly, "It's the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King! The legendary herb said to evade Heavenly Tribulation and contain secrets of immortality—the first Holy Medicine!"
Elder Five immediately lunged toward Zhao Yang. The presence of the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King made them disregard any threats. They had waited so long for this moment—to thoroughly study the secrets of Heavenly Tribulation. To avoid divine wrath and ascend to the celestial realm!
Zhao Tianlang's appearance was the first step they needed for their research: to help this individual who had failed Transcend Tribulation in his past life succeed once more so they could observe closely and devise a more reliable method for overcoming lightning tribulations. Now that they had this first Holy Medicine capable of rejuvenation and almost resurrection from the cultivation world, their chances had increased significantly!
"People can leave; the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King must stay!" The five Zhao Clan Ancestors threatened as they fixed their gaze on the Ginseng Doll retreating into Zhao Yang's arms.
"Still the same words, if you can defeat me in a battle of the same rank, the Ginseng King will be yours," Zhao Yang challenged once more.
"This is not up to you!" Elder Five shouted, lunging at Zhao Yang. They had worked hard to gather Earth Veins Spiritual Energy for the sake of reaching the Celestial Path. With the appearance of the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King today, they could not afford to miss this opportunity.
"Impudent!" an Aging Voice echoed.
A white eyebrow struck Elder Five down to the ground, causing him to convulse. The other four elders exchanged glances filled with resentment, signaling the fallen Elder Five not to act recklessly.
"Father, we should leave; there's no time to waste," Zhao Yang communicated telepathically to Zhao Tianlang. Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianlang took He Qing and Zhao Yang, along with the Black-Clad Youth, and vanished in an instant.
"Celestial Elder, please be cautious of those five individuals; they are far from simple. The entire Yinshan is filled with Earth Veins Spiritual Energy!" At this moment, Zhao Yang chose to trust Yu Tianzun and revealed the truth to him.
"Sigh, when I woke up, my Divine Sense had not yet deteriorated. I sensed it even then. You should leave quickly; I am not in serious danger for now," Yu Tianzun's aged and weary voice came through.
Under Zhao Yang's guidance, Zhao Tianlang led them toward the residence in Yuwang City.
Meanwhile, within the Zhao Clan Imperial Family, the Yinshan Five Elders were also communicating secretly.
"We must seize the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King; we cannot let that kid named Zhao Yang escape."
"And that old immortal too!"
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